"We will win at the riverside palace," cried Boca players suddenly when a glass exploded. Then another one. And another one. Outside the micro-ax, a large group of horsemen approached the hostility of monumentality. The players of Xeneize made a whisper, after the first shot.
"Jara, Jara, call the doctor!", William cried one of those directed to cover one of the broken windows and saw Lamardo injured.